“Can’t you see, I haven’t left you and I will never leave you? We are going to be happy in life and in death. I will make you see it my way, Olivia. Now that your sperm donor and baby are out of the way, you can finally look at me without seeing him.”
I do not tell him how my heart stopped beating the second I saw Alexander. I do not tell him that even in death, I will still love him. There is no room for me to love anyone else except my son and his father. I am still so exhausted and I’m afraid that if I engage him in conversation, it will only anger him more. I close my eyes and let sleep claim me once more.
Chapter Eleven
Suffering:
*the state of undergoing pain, distress, or hardship. *experience or be subjected to something bad or unpleasant. *become or appear worse in quality. *to sustain injury, disadvantage, or loss.
~Savage~
I need to open my goddamn eyes. I have to get back to Livvy. She was in trouble and a bullet to the chest is proof that whomever she is with is not a good man. Is he the reason she left me almost two and a half years ago? I didn’t get a chance to see him because my eyes were glued to Livvy. Was he the steroid guy from the beach in Florida? Son of a bitch! I have to save her.
“Come on buddy; I know you can do it. You survived a gunshot wound to the chest, so I know you want to be here. I knew you couldn’t leave me; you need me too much.” Jax chuckles.
“You wish,” I croak. Damn, was that my voice? This stupid ass is laughing while I lay here dying. When I get better, I’m going to kick his ass or shoot him in the chest; see if he likes it.
“God, it’s good to hear you, even though you sound like shit. Come on, open those baby blues.”
Shit! That hurts. Blinking several times to clear my blurry vision, the first thing I see is Jax's ugly mug. Damn, I kinda thought I’d never see him again.
“Oh my God, Troy, you had us so worried.” Tori cries. “Did you make some crude sex joke and that’s why Olivia’s ex shot you?”
She smiles that perfect smile and I know she is joking, but it hurts too much to laugh. “Livvy...........Need to.........help.... Livvy.” I squeeze out in a wheezy breath.
“Mate, what the hell are you talking about? Did you hit your head on the way down?
“The.........woman...Derek, Ren...friend is...Livvy.” What the hell is wrong with me? They are looking at me as if I’m crazy because I can’t get the words out. Assholes! Can’t they see I’m injured? “Livvy, Jax..............I. ...Found...............Livvy.”
“Shit! Mate, are you sure? I thought you came here looking for Olivia?”
I nod my head because my throat is raw. Jesus, was I on a breathing tube or something?
“Olivia is Livvy, your Livvy?”
I quickly nod again and that hurts like a bitch. My left arm is in a sling, but the pain radiates from my collarbone with just that slight movement. “What.........happened?”
“Mate, are you with us? Have you lost your memory? You were shot.”
I shake my head slowly. “No........... What.... damage?”
“Apparently, the bullet missed everything that would kill you in minutes. The Doc said an artery and vein were severed requiring emergency surgery to repair. You also suffered a fractured clavicle, but life flight got you here in time. Recovery should take a few weeks.”
“No.......... time............need.........help......... now.”
“Look, Mate, I know you want to jump up and be the hero, but that is not possible right now. Derek and Ren have flown into Hawkinsville with the team. The team is going to start searching and following leads to find Olivia, I mean Livvy, and Derek and Ren are picking up her boy. They are flying here next. You never told me Livvy had a kid”
Jax keeps talking, but I have a hard time keeping my eyes open. I shake my head again, very slowly. “Virgin,” I whisper. I am all of a sudden exhausted and close my eyes just for a minute.
“That must mean that the ex-boyfriend is the dad, but why would he leave his own kid behind? Sav...you still with us?”
Jax is only saying what has been running through my mind. Finally, Tori’s words halt Jax’s questions, giving my own thought process a rest.
“I think he passed out. Let him rest and we will talk more when he wakes up. The nurse said the couch is a small bed if we want to pull it out.”
“Hey, Sav, if you can hear us, we are gonna crash on the couch. Come on, Love, let’s get some sleep.”
~Olivia~
I jerk awake to the nightmare of blood spreading out across Alexander’s chest. I scream out and bring my hands to my face only to realize that one of them is still attached to the headboard. I didn’t just have a nightmare; I am in the middle of one. I don’t recognize where I am and it is eerily quiet except for the sounds of birds.
“No one will find you. I knew you wouldn’t come willingly and I couldn’t take you back to our apartment without people stickin’ their nose in our business, so I bought a hunters cabin in Alabama. We will have all the time in the world to work on our relationship.”
Jerry is sitting in a chair in the corner, apparently, just waiting for me to come around. “Jerry, what about Alex?” I know he hates my son for what he represents, but I never thought he would expect
